Being a Lonesome thing in the Villas of the City
Once She chose to flee to the Lows
Mind full of thoughts, Eyes full of tears
On reaching those Lows , she chose to disappear
Belonging to the Opulence, but Mind in search of Bliss
With that Heavy heart, she sat on those rocks
Felt a pat right on her right,
ND she turned to a Nice n bright Smile
There she heard the voice of the showers Kids with a hand full of flowers
Faces broke yet smiles spread up there
There She knew that Merriness was still there
Neither Opulence nor the lows had to do anything with how she GLOWS!
That Glowing soul that
Once got to understand that
Merriness was still there!
Whether
One is at the Highs
or
resides in the Lows!